#now imagine barley as a chubby blue seal

[clownistyping]

Omg that selkie oneshot was so good! Do you think you could do a second part? If not that’s completely okay.

I'm so glad I write my stories in doc bc tumblr like deleted my answer 🙄. But always yes of course I can! I adore writing about internal feelings and world building so thats here a lot along with some sprinkles in comedy and backstory for effect.

PART 1

It felt werid to not have your pelt on, least near you. Some nights you just liked to be your true self and sleep outside with the salty air. 

But hey sleeping in your bed completely stripped of your pelt because you had a moment to prove that selkies can be badass...was dumb. 

It was a very very dumb idea..and you regret it very much. 

Looking out the window, the sun was setting and you have yet to been returned your beautiful pelt. In disappointment you dragged your hand slowly down your face as punishment and went out to the shore. 

Sinking your feet into the wet sand, letting the water wash over you. It was serene, as the ocean sang to you its powerful waves you were reminded of the bands you were introduced to. 

The music was hard, quick and loud. Reminding you of the ocean you adore. Reminding you that yoU STILL DON'T HAVE YOUR PELT. 

"Hey!" A voice snapped you out of your internal punishment and you turned. To see the elf who held your pelt, running towards you with a minor limp in his step. 

You just prayed he didn't tear any holes in the skin or else you'd probably drown yourself on the spot. 

He skidded to a stop right next to you, panting as he raised the pelt towards you. 

"I finally found you! Sorry it took so long, I thought I would find you at the college." He smiled, you grabbed your pelt and inspected it. 

Perfect condition. Your eyes widened and you looked back at the man who was covered in scratches and is that bite marks? 

"What were you attacked by feral gnomes?" You said, holding the pelt close. Barley laughed, 

"Something like that, turns out a Selkie's skin is 'rare' and wanted by a lot of people. Specifically fashion designers." You tsked, 

"I was never one for mainstream fashion anyways." You muttered, looking the elf over once more you were suddenly reminded of the old selkie tales. 

"This doesn't mean we're married by the way..." you said bluntly and the elf went pink. 

"Of course not! I mean like that'd be weird plus this is modern times we-um- we don't stick to those old stereotypes anyways." Barley awkwardly chuckled as he rambled to himself, 

"Plus you just gave me an excuse to go on a totally awesome quest! And umm." He held the back of his neck, 

"It was really nice to talk to you. Even if it was short." Both of your faces went hot. 

"I..i have an idea." You looked down at your pelt, 

"Why don't we trade coats and numbers while we're at it?" You smiled, 

"Really?!" Barley gleamed and you nodded, he quickly took off his denim vest, putting it onto your shoulders. 

"Mines not as cool as yours, I mean its not like magical or anything-" you unconsciously put your jacket over his shoulders as he spoke, only to mini scream as he disappeared and was replaced by a blue seal. 

"On shantar's talon! I forgot about that!"